Endless Debt

The crowned one.

When this word was spoken from Leviathan's mouth, even Bologo couldn't help but feel slightly absent-minded. This is the supreme existence above the Glorious One, which only exists in legends and hypotheses.

Countless scholars have been seeking the existence of this level one after another, but they never thought that this supreme power had been realized in the hands of the devil a long time ago.

"Mammon is a greedy and stubborn guy. He will never share his wealth with anyone, even his chosen ones."

Leviathan openly shared these secrets with Boluogo, "The Silent One you saw is just an empty shell of a puppet, just like the Throat of the Abyss. As long as Mammon is willing, he can do it at any time." He can control the Silent One as if he were a part of himself."

"I'm not surprised by this," Boluogo nodded. "In the final analysis, the chosen one is never the devil's partner, but just a bigger chess piece."

There are not many such examples, but Bologeau knows almost all of them.

The arrogant Chosen One, the Night King, he was twisted into the evil of this world, the source of the Night Clan, the empire that maintains blood, the Chosen One of pleasure, but an empty body made by the devil to experience the mortal world. , the lazy chosen one became the victim of the deal between the devil and the Bureau of Order, and was permanently sealed among the people...

After all comparisons, the only ones that can be considered as "healthy" relationships are Borogo and Leviathan, and Fury and Saizon.

No...he and Leviathan are not that healthy.

Boluogo is not a naive child. He knows that he and Leviathan can sit here and chat politely, sharing a lot of important information, just because the two of them are on the same chariot. Once the external pressure disappears, , there were differences between the two, and Boluogo had no doubt that Leviathan would immediately draw a sword against him.

Leviathan controls the Axis of Time system, which is the best bargaining chip to control Bolog.

Borlog asked, "How did he do it?"

"I guess that Mammon's method of breaking through the boundaries is divided into two steps. First, it is his peculiar protection and greed and independence," Leviathan said after realizing, "Obviously, the protection... The amount of ether reserves in this ether pool held by greed is far beyond your imagination."

"Not only can it transform the Silent Ones into an extraordinary army, it can also concentrate all the power to pile up the individual's ether intensity to the limit, surpass the critical point, and become the crowned one."

"Secondly, as the carrier of power, the Silent One itself."

Leviathan narrowed his eyes. He showed the demeanor of a scholar. Although the confrontation was only for a moment, he had already obtained enough information from the clues.

"The Silent One's alchemical matrix originated from the aliens. Naturally, Mammon cannot perfectly replicate the power of the aliens, but its imitation power alone is enough to be regarded as the 'most perfect alchemical matrix'. This perfect matrix has The basis for breaking through criticality.”

Bologo thought about Leviathan's words and recalled in his mind the few experiences of fighting against the Silent Ones. The Alchemical Matrix of the Silent Ones has unimaginable shaping power. With the strength of the ether shared by the ether pool, , he can switch between various levels freely.

The ether pool is the source of power, and the perfect matrix is ​​the certificate of promotion. The two reside in the infinitely divided immortal body and are governed by the will of Mammon.

Body, mind and spirit, the trinity.

"You are so afraid of the crowned one, does it mean that the crowned one has the power to defeat the devil?" Bologo realized another problem and warned, "But the crowned one is after all a creation of the ether and does not have authority and original sin. "

Leviathan did not answer this question immediately. He still squinted his eyes, looking deep in thought.

Boluogo did not pursue him, but carefully observed Leviathan's expression. He knew that he had asked the key question. This question would involve the existence of the devil himself. Leviathan was hesitant. Consider telling Bologger the secret.

The silence did not last long. Before Leviathan could give an answer, Boluogo put forward his conjecture.

"The alien visitor is indeed a god in the true sense, a god who was exiled from the world of Aurora. His arrival brought ether and also made the ether world pay attention to our material world."

Boluogo recalled, examined, and analyzed calmly, "I have always been in a misunderstanding. I always subconsciously equate the aliens with the ether and the ether realm, but this is wrong."

"The visitors from the universe do not represent the etheric realm. In other words, the visitors from the universe themselves also originate from the etheric realm."

Leviathan showed an interested expression and encouraged, "Go on, I'm listening."

"Since Mammon can imitate a set of alchemical matrix from the corpses of alien visitors, coupled with the way the secret source guides humans, it also spreads the power of the alchemical matrix and turns itself into a source and server of power.

So can I understand that the alchemy matrix itself is a way of promotion that comes from the etheric realm. "

Boluogo spoke faster and faster. At this moment, he felt that he had truly understood the truth of the alchemy matrix, so that he also had a certain vague understanding of the legendary world of Aurora. and understanding.

"As long as the ether concentration is high enough and the alchemical matrix is ​​perfect enough, mortal creatures will also have the ability to continuously advance and sublimate in this sacred ceremony... until they become gods."

After realizing all this, Boluogo suddenly burst into laughter. He had no control over his laughter, and his chest heaved violently.

Leviathan asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing, there are no gods in this world."

Boluogo vetoed what he just said, contradicting himself.

"That's right, there are no gods or devils in this world, there are just a group of beings who have been sublimated or fallen due to power."

Boluogo thought of the nature of the devils, the scarlet runes that seemed to be dripping blood, glimpsed in the darkness.

Every scratch is a blood contract that binds the soul. The blood contracts outline an obscure rune that contains truth and curse. The runes are spliced ​​together to form a paragraph that transcends understanding. statement.

It tells the origin of the world.

"The alien visitor died, split his power, and distributed it to the original eight people. From then on, you have the authority and original sin, and you have become extraordinary beings."

Boluogo whispered, "Those scarlet runes, they are not only the essence of your original sin, they are also broken and split alchemical matrices...the alchemical matrix of the gods."

Under Leviathan's gaze, Boluogo suddenly stood up. He walked up to Leviathan and looked down on him.

"It's strange, isn't it? Leviathan, as devils, you are in an absolutely transcendent position. Even if I become the Glorious One and am regarded as the most powerful existence in the world, there is still an insurmountable gap in front of you devils. , just like a tiger, no matter how ferocious it is, it cannot defeat a human with a gun. This is an essential problem."

Boluogo clenched his fists unconsciously, "It stands to reason that the Glorious One is just a chess piece, but when the Crowned One appears, everything changes."

"Mammon has spent so much energy just to find a way to break through the critical point, and you are obviously also very interested in this. Why is this?"

Boluogo's voice lowered, "Can it be said that the crowned person can affect the existence of the devil?"

If the promotion rules of the Alchemy Matrix can be applied to everything in the etheric realm, Boluogo has to guess that the crowned person may be an existence at the same level as the devils.

But the one who is crowned does not possess authority and original sin...

Boluogo froze on the spot, his body trembling inexplicably, as if electric current flashed through his nerves and muscles, causing a tingling and numbness.

Leviathan seemed to know what Bologger was thinking, he affirmed.

"Yes, in a sense, the crowned ones are on the same level as the devils. They have broken through the threshold and transcended mortal nature. Even if they do not have authority and original sin, the crowned ones can... learn from the devils' Looting from the body.”

Authority and original sin will not appear out of thin air, nor will they disappear out of thin air. They will only transfer from one will to another, just like when the aliens gave them to the original eight people.

Boluogo murmured, "Is that why you are so worried?"

"More than that, I'm jealous."

Levi said frankly, "I am jealous of the power of the crowned ones. They transcend mortal nature, but are not bound by original sin. How free they are."

"Not only do you desire to win the dispute, but you also hope to escape the fate of being enslaved by original sin." Bologg shook his head. "Can you really do it? This should be part of your blood contract, right?"

The devils are bound by power, and this bondage comes from the blood contract made by the aliens and them. Among the scarlet runes, there is a tiny scratch that belongs to the devils themselves.

Boluogo continued to think in his heart. If the crowned people are at the same level as the devils, and the only difference is that they do not have authority and original sin, then the realm above the crowned people may be the position of the aliens. To reach this position, what is needed is probably countless bound souls.

Leviathan murmured, "Who knows?"

At this moment, Leviathan's face was full of confusion, and it seemed that he himself was doubting, what exactly was he pursuing, freedom? Or victory?

Boluogo didn't know whether he had free will, but he was certain that the devils definitely did not have the so-called free will. From beginning to end, their every move was affected by original sin and bound by the blood contract.

"In that case, what is your trump card?"

Borogo sat back in his chair, finding that the excitement of the secret gradually dissipated and he became calm again.

"What trump card are you referring to?"

"Don't act stupid. Since Mammon can find a way to break through the critical point, you must be prepared for it, right?"

Bologo guessed that Leviathan would not answer his question, but he still stubbornly asked, "What is the way you have found to break through to the Crowned One?"

"What, you also long for this power?"

"Of course," Bologg faced his desires, "right now this is the only force that can threaten you."

In the devil's dispute, the Glorious One is just the ticket, the basic power of self-preservation. If Bologo wants to truly change everything, what he needs is the power of the Crowned One.

"Do you think I will tell you?" Leviathan asked, "make you the crowned one and swing the sword at me."

"But you also said that I am your ally, at least for now."

A weird smile gradually bloomed on Leviathan's face, revealing his fine, shark-like teeth, and his thick saliva was bloodshot.

"Well, you guessed it right, I do have the means to transcend boundaries."

After receiving Leviathan's affirmation, many thoughts flashed through Boluogo's mind at this moment. He thought of the destruction of the Holy City and King Solomon Hill's research at the end of his life.

That is enough to cause its own destruction and the exploration of the end of the secret source.

"I guess that means of transcending boundaries is one of the legacies of King Solomon, right?" Bologg clarified the broken history and restored the truth, "Similarly, since the collapse of the New World Plan, it is The real root cause of the fall of the Holy City."

Although the New World Plan is grand, for the devils, its implementation is in the distant future, and King Solomon's research at that time will truly affect their balance.

Having said this, the truth emerges.

Dead silence once again fell between Boluogo and Leviathan. Only the speakers of the open-air theater gradually rose up with a grand melody, and the horrifying low whistle sounded from far to near, as if there was someone. The monster with a hateful head was flapping its wings and fluttering toward them.

The two of them stared at the screen in front of them silently. A ball of fire suddenly appeared from the screen, burning the world and turning everything into hot ashes. Then the wings rolled up into a hurricane, and the ashes dispersed, and a ferocious figure was projected between the sky and the earth. .

With seven heads and ten horns, he wears a crown.

Boluogo accepted all this calmly and whispered, "Is this the truth about the red dragon? A means that is enough to break through the critical point and be promoted to the crowned one?"

It was strange that after learning this, Boluogo did not feel a sense of greed for power or awe. Instead, he felt an inexplicable sense of sadness.

Sad for King Solomon, for Hill, and for the countless scholars who have devoted themselves to the truth.

The scholars of Raymond Gayton really found a way to transcend the limit, but this achievement was taken away by the devil and used in evil conflicts.

Leviathan smiled and stretched out his hand. Hard scales grew on his smooth skin. His nails were hardened and as sharp as daggers. His pupils turned into strange vertical pupils, emitting a bright golden light.

"Brogo, are you willing to transform into a red dragon?"

Boluogo asked expressionlessly, "Then what's the price?"